NovelXXXChapter 364 Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at the figure sprawled on the floor beside her a man, drenched in blood from head to toe, so battered he was barely recognizable as human. The only reason Citrine could tell he was a person at all was the matted hair on his head.
At that moment, a faint, amused chuckle echoed through the room. "So easily frightened." If you listened closely, you could hear genuine delight in the voice.
The sound was oddly familiar. Citrine forced herself to steady her nerves before looking up.
"Sebastian?" Her pupils contracted, disbelief written all over her face.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You know me?" Sebastian paused, narrowing his eyes as he regarded her.
Citrine froze, unable to process what she was hearing. "You... don't remember me?" A flicker of irritation crossed Sebastian's eyes, and his tone turned colder. "Who are you? Should I know you?" What's going on? Did he lose his memory? "We saw each other at Crestwood University not long ago. You even walkedback to my dorm. Don't you remember?" Citrine pressed her lips together, struggling to jog his memory.
"I walked you back to your dorm? Is this a joke?" Sebastian laughed, but the sound was chilling, the smile on his lips icy and cruel.
He fixed his gaze on Citrine, eyes sharp and merciless, looking at her as if she were already dead. For a moment, Citrine felt as if the blood in her veins had frozen solid.
She swallowed, forcing her voice to remain steady. "I'm not lying to you. If you don't believe me, you can have your people check." Sebastian let out a low, contemptuous laugh. "And what makes you think you're worth my time?" Lounging on the sofa, Sebastian was dressed in an immaculate black suit, his short hair perfectly styled. Legs crossed, he radiated an effortless, aristocratic authority every inch the man in command.
Now, he looked down on Citrine from his perch, the air around him so frigid it could chill you to the bone. Gone was the gentle Sebastian she'd known. In his place was someone cold and venomous, exuding a dangerous, predatory aura.
No matter how hard she tried, Citrine couldn't reconcile the warm, refined Sebastian from her memories with the cold, snake-like man before her.
This was a man known for his ruthlessness-head of the Stellaris Group, and by all accounts, a dangerous figure. After a moment's thought, Citrine finally asked, "What are you planning to do with me?" Her calm demeanor seemed to amuse him; a glint of excitement flickered in his eyes. "Feed you to the wolves? Or toss you into the ocean for the sharks?" He paused, then added, "Unless you'd rather choose your own way to die." He's insane.
Citrine met his gaze, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. "I'll pass. I don't plan on dying tonight." "That's not up to you." With those words, Sebastian signaled to his bodyguards.
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Sensing danger, Citrine moved fast.
She locked the nearest guard's arm, pivoted, and slammed himûnto the floor with a swift over-the-shoulder throw. The man barely had tto react before he was knocked out cold. With one down, Citrine's eyes swept to the others.
There were eight bodyguards in the room besides Sebastian-hardly a challenge for her. She launched som herself into the fray moving so quickly the men barely saw her coming. By the tthey tried to fight back, they were already on the ground, faces bruised and bloodied. Citrine, on the other hand, remained completely unscathed.
Sebastian watched from his seat, expression inscrutable. After a m moment, he actually started clapping, a spark of genuine amusement in his eyes. "Impressive. Very impressive. Well done." Then he glanced at his groaning men on the floor and snorted. "Useless idiots. Take notes." "You've got to be kidding me," Citrine muttered, rolling her eyes tically.
Who compliments their enemy while mocking their own team at a tlike this? This guy was truly nuts.
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